Hi ! Again everyone! I would like to express my special thanks to Funkyshaz who helped me in polishing the grammar and spelling of this story—My Million thanks to you!.

I would like also to thank Shopgirl and Tish for their review and comment of my fanfic. Here's the next part, hope you'll like it.

PART 2

Lucie was woken up by the loud ring tones of her mobile phone. Too tired and feeling sleepy too, she hesitated to pick up her phone wishing it would eventually stop. She's wondering who the heck is trying to disturb her at this early hour in the morning. The mobile phone continued to ring, with annoyance she eventually gave up and picked up the phone but silently cursing herself for not setting the ringtone volume low. She looked at her phone and the name "Sarah" flashing on the screen. Sarah is one of the editors of the publishing company she is working with.

"Hello! What an early surprise morning call" What's the emergency?", Lucie sounding sarcastic with her voice.

(Sarah on the other line)

"Hello Lucie! I know its early morning but its not that early, look at the time its already 8:30 AM".

"But You know that im on indefinite leave right now?", she said and sounded unhappy that her sleep was disturbed.

"I know, i know and i apologize...but this is important and i am not sure when im going to see you again or when are you coming back to work, so i decided to call your mobile ."

"It had better be good news this one so i don't mind being woken up this early."

"Ey! it's not that early, i know you are off work, but in the working world 8:30 am isn't early." Like i have to be in this office as early as 7am."

Feeling symphatitic with her friends desperation to talk , Lucie let out a small laugh.

"Hahahaha! OK! OK!... i forgive you for disrupting my sleep., so whats this important thing you are talking about then?" It must be this important that you called me in the middle of my holiday."

Lucie is growing curious as to what Sarah is going to tell her. Sarah is not only her boss but also one of her close friends at work. Sara is all aware that she requested for indefinite leave when her mum fell really ill. Lucie doesn't understand why she would suddenly call like this. She didn't expect to be called for work related matters in the middle of her leave or at the moment of her holiday.

(Sarah on the other line)

"Ok,i am going in a meeting an hour from now and this has something to do what i am going to tell you, this is why i have no choice but to call you this "early". We had a meeting yesterday about the coming 25th anniversary of the publication and the company decided to do some special projects in celebration for the 25th year."

"So what is this project about?"

" A project for editors to pick gifted and brilliant writers to write a novel that will be released on the anniversary." I remember you mentioned to me before that you always wanted to write a book and a novel. So i was kinda thinking that you could be the right choice". I know you are on leave Luce but you got plenty of time, and this could be a big break for you ,that is why i don't want you to miss out on this opportunity. I really have to submit and present the names of my recommendations today hence i am calling to inform and ask your permission that your name will be included in my list?"

Lucie doesn't know what to feel about the news that she just heard. Its an opportunity knocking at the very front door of her career and yet she has a mix of emotions towards it. She is happy and overwhelmed that the opportunity is there and yet there is "but".

"So what do you think of it? " Sarah repeated herself to make sure Lucie heard it right.

"Sarah, you know that i always wanted that,...and here comes the opportunity, but im not sure if this is the right time. I mean this is such a huge opportunity for me but you know my situation right now... My mum is my priority..."

Silence fell for few seconds in both lines.

" How is your mum? IS she with you right now? Any improvement?". Sarah's voice is full of concern.

Lucie let out a sigh thinking about her mum.

"Her health is deteriorating. I wish she was with me, i would love to take her here but the doctors and carer won't allow her to travel this far." She is in special care, its the doctors advice. I wouldn't want to leave her there,but its for her own good and mine...The only reason why i am here in /Summer-bay holidaying is because the doctor told me that i am too stressed and fatigued and that i need a break from looking after mum otherwise... my health would suffer too."

"The doctors are right, Lucie you've been juggling between your job and looking after your mum these past 2 years. I can see how it's impacted on you. You need to be in good health , for your well being and for your mum as well."

" I know, i know...im just maybe used of being there all the time making sure she is well and looked after." (sigh)...

"Lucie i know how you feel but you've got to trust the specialist that look after her, she is in good hands ok. And if you need time to think about what i said, i'll give you the chance.. I just feel that you are the right person for this. Im sure your mum would agree with me. She wouldn't want you to miss out on this opportunity. You have enough time to prepare, you got at least 18 months time to submit your manuscript.

And i know you may be off work right now, but you never stop writing. Am i right?"

"Well what can I say , you know me well. And you've got a point. But i need to think about these. I will call you if i get my head sorted, ok? Thanks for the call, you really are a friend, i really appreciate this. I'll see you whenever i can." with that Lucie switched her phone off.

Collapsing her back on the bed, her head swarm with different thoughts; the good news from Sarah, her thoughts and worries about her mum, and even her conversation with Jenny about the old lady on wharf's bench.

All the thoughts were overpouring on Lucie's head, it was exhausting her mentally, she then decided to head out for some fresh air.

"Oh this is giving me head ache i need to get out from the hotel room."